A Time to Talk
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16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by
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When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
I don’t stand still and look around
On all the hills I haven’t hoed,
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And shout from where I am, What is it?
No, not as there is a time to talk.
I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground,
Blade-end up and five feet tall,
And plod: I go up to the stone wall
For a friendly visit.
-Robert Frost (1874-1963)
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Dil me teri muhabbat
Dil me teri muhabbat ka kalma bar bar padta hoon
Dil ki es diwar par tera naam likhta hoo
MERE DESH KO JAGRAT BANAO
“मन जहां डर से परे है
और सिर जहां
KUCH RANG ZINDAGI KE
यदि एक औरत
अपने आत्मसम्मान के ल
A Farewell
With all my will, but much against my heart,
We two now part.
My Very Dear,
Our solace i
Love me like you mean it
Where gilded autumn dazzles hazy morning
And golden leaves sprinkle on marigold bea
A Float...
Pen and paper are my tools
To tell you "good job" or to call you a fool.
My prais
Free From A Bad Relationship
As I sit in my corner and think about your lies,
I have nothing else to do but break down
His Messy Room
Whosever room this is should be ashamed!
His underwear is hanging on the lamp.
Hi
HAR PANNE PAR
बस हमने तुम्हरा ही गाना गुनगुनाया है<
HUM BADAL NA NAHI CHAHTE
हम राह को बदलना नहीं चाहते हैं,
हम
